Reversal

As soon as Wang San woke up, the situation instantly reversed.

The hall master, who had been locked in combat with Feng Shiyi, was bewildered, while Feng Shiyi was overjoyed. He finally understood Du Ge's desperate efforts to save Wang San. Indeed, Celestial Demon was even more terrifying than he had imagined. This was a sure win.

"Gie gie gie gie, is this the taste of lover's blood? So sweet..." Wang San leaped out of the water vat, wiped some blood from a corpse, and brought it to his nose, sniffing it with intoxication. He then looked at the people surrounding Feng Yunjie, slowly smearing the blood onto his face. "My lovers, am I scary? Why are you running? I'll break your legs so you can never escape again. I'll kill you so you'll never be unfaithful. Am I smart? Praise me..."

This time, Wang San targeted the two men attacking Feng Yunjie. Feng Yunjie, affected by fear, had lost his rhythm and could no longer defend himself.

"No."

Including Feng Yunjie, all three let out piercing screams, simultaneously dropping their weapons and, like headless flies, frantically searching for a place to hide.

"Killing is protecting life. I will help you escape your sinful existence." Du Ge found a grand justification for himself. His movements were elusive. As soon as their backs were exposed, he would appear like a ghost, swiftly closing in and piercing their hearts with his sword.

After backstabbing a few people, his personal stats increased slightly, and his Backstab skill became more proficient.

One person to shake their minds, one to protect Wang San, and also perform surprise attacks from behind—the two cooperated with perfect synergy.

The remaining members of Iron Palm Sect didn't understand what was happening, but the bizarre deaths of their comrades had inflicted immense psychological trauma. They looked at Wang San and Du Ge in terror, unable to muster any fighting spirit.

"Celestial Demon, they are demons, not humans!" one of them shouted in fear. "Hall Master, let's retreat. If we don't, all the brothers will die here..."

The Iron Palm Sect hall master had never witnessed such a fighting style; it had touched the limits of his knowledge.

He wanted to retreat, but leaving behind seven or eight brothers felt unwilling. He could also see that the so-called Celestial Demon Martial Arts were not martial arts at all, but relied entirely on physical prowess and demonic arts.

Gritting his teeth, he repelled Feng Shiyi with a palm strike and lunged towards Wang San. In his view, eliminating Wang San, who was disrupting minds, would leave Feng Qi as no threat. Capturing one Celestial Demon would be enough to report back.

His speed was incredible. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Wang San. Seeing the hall master so close, Wang San's heart skipped a beat. He was so terrified that he forgot to speak. By the time he wanted to open his mouth, it was too late.

Fortunately, Du Ge's "eye in the back of his head" was constantly monitoring the situation. The moment the hall master moved, he spun around and blocked Wang San, holding his long sword horizontally, waiting for the hall master to charge.

Wang San was slightly stunned, looking at Du Ge blocking him.

The hall master seemed to ignore Du Ge's sword, striking with interlaced palms. Du Ge's sword snapped into three pieces.

Du Ge was caught off guard by the breaking sword and froze for a moment. In that instant, the hall master's palm struck his chest, but he held back seven parts of his strength. He had come for the Celestial Demon, not to kill them all.

Du Ge was sent flying by a powerful force, crashing into Wang San. The two rolled into a heap like tumbling gourds.

The pain jolted Wang San awake. He said as if flying, "I love you, how could you do this to me..."

Instantly, a strange fear washed over the hall master. However, his willpower was stronger than that of ordinary sect members. Enduring the terror, he raised his foot and stomped forcefully towards Wang San's abdomen.

In a moment of crisis.

Du Ge once again threw himself onto Wang San, acting as a human shield.

Intense pain surged.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Du Ge's mouth. Then, because he had protected Wang San with his life, his injuries began to heal rapidly. "If you want to kill him, kill me first."

Wang San's pupils trembled. "...How could you do this to me? How could you do this to me? I will cut open your body and see your heart, see if you have me in your heart..."

Wang San's words grew more numerous, and the hall master's fear intensified. Gritting his teeth, he trembled and raised his foot again, but before he could stomp down.

Bang!

A muffled thud.

His body suddenly flew backward. It was Feng Shiyi, who had arrived and struck him from behind with a palm.

In a battle where the strength was vastly uneven, Du Ge and Wang San had instantly turned the tide. Feng Shiyi understood the importance of the Celestial Demon and naturally poured all his efforts into saving the two.

Especially Feng Qi, who had proven with his actions that he would truly protect others with his life!

He was still weak now, but when he grew up, he would surely protect the Feng Family, bringing them stability and prosperity. Therefore, Feng Qi absolutely could not die. Only he could subdue the other Celestial Demons.

At this moment, Du Ge's importance had risen above Feng Yunjie.

The Feng Family could still have Feng Yunjie if his elder brother died, but if Feng Qi died, it would be truly over.

Without the continuous attacks from the Iron Palm Sect hall master, Du Ge finally stood up. Because his actions and words aligned with the keyword "protect," his injuries, inflicted by the hall master, healed the moment he stood.

It had to be said.

He had greatly benefited from "protect."

With another keyword, if he had sustained such severe injuries and was unable to move, he would likely have faced death.

The hall master, sent flying, naturally rushed towards the staircase. Fear compounded by his injuries, he had no intention of fighting and only wanted to escape this hellhole as quickly as possible.

With the hall master fleeing, the remaining Iron Palm Sect members dared not linger. Dropping their opponents, they all fled outwards.

Du Ge's sword was broken, and without a suitable weapon, he simply pulled out all the throwing knives from his sheath and unleashed them with both hands.

Backstab granted an agility bonus when attacking from behind, regardless of the weapon.

A dozen throwing knives were all thrown by Du Ge in a short instant, his arms a blur.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

The narrow corridor offered little room to dodge the throwing knives.

A series of screams followed as the Iron Palm Sect members fell one after another.

The hall master was also hit by a knife. It pierced his right lung from the back, burying itself up to the hilt. He collapsed on the ground, convulsing, blood frothing at his mouth, clearly on the verge of death.

Those who narrowly avoided the flying daggers were finished off by Feng Shiyi with a few palm strikes. Those who survived the initial barrage on the ground had their necks snapped by his hand.

The noisy corridor, now thick with the smell of blood, fell silent. Feng Yunjie was curled up in a corner, his teeth chattering uncontrollably. He was also someone Wang San favored, and the fear targeted everyone Wang San liked. He was caught in the crossfire, already terrified.

Three of the five direct disciples were dead, and the remaining two were injured. Feng Shiyi, looking at the brutal aftermath, spat out a mouthful of blood. "Seventh Master, we can't leave any witnesses. This is Iron Palm Sect territory. If they report back, none of us will get out alive."

Although the Celestial Demon's fighting style was unconventional, even demonic, Feng Shiyi, having seen Feng Qi's strange methods before, wasn't overly surprised. Instead, it solidified his acceptance of Du Ge's leadership within the group.

"Leave? Where to?" Du Ge asked.

"Seventh Master, Iron Palm Sect launched a surprise attack on Xingyu Tower with such precise targeting. It's obvious there's a traitor within the Feng Family. We can't stay in Xingyu Tower. We need to return to the Feng Family to hide temporarily and devise a new plan," Feng Shiyi said.

"Second Boss, who do you think the traitor is?" Du Ge asked.

... Feng Shiyi was silent for a moment before speaking a name, "Feng Zhong. But I can't understand why he would do this. He's an old member of the Feng Family, his wife and children are all there..."

"Unless he's no longer himself," Du Ge chuckled lightly. "Find a subordinate and ask if anything happened to Feng Zhong in the last couple of days, and we'll know." He glanced at the two uneasy direct disciples and reassured them, "Don't be afraid. If he was possessed by the Celestial Demon, and you tried to get information from him, he definitely wouldn't expose himself!"

He looked back at Feng Shiyi, smiling. "Second Boss, perhaps your Feng Family has truly fulfilled Heaven's Mandate. A small family, yet it has produced four Celestial Demons."

"Seventh Master is joking," Feng Shiyi said with a bitter smile. "It's meaningless to pursue Feng Zhong now. The priority is to leave this place quickly. Otherwise, once the Iron Palm Sect reacts, it will be difficult to escape."

"Second Boss, do you think Feng Zhong would betray us and only sell out a few of us?" Du Ge smiled. "Don't forget, there's also a Celestial Demon left behind in the Feng Manor!"

Feng Shiyi looked at the two direct disciples.

One of them stammered in panic, "Second Master, Shopkeeper Feng did inquire about the situation at the manor."

Feng Shiyi asked bitterly, "Did you tell him?"

"Please punish me, Second Master." The man immediately knelt down, muttering in his own defense, "At the time, this disciple didn't know Feng Zhong was possessed by the Celestial Demon. This disciple thought Shopkeeper Feng would need to cooperate with matters in Luyang City, so I told him everything about the manor."

In an instant.

All color drained from Feng Shiyi's face.

Wang San glanced at Du Ge, filled with lingering fear. Feng Zhong knew his situation perfectly. If Du Ge hadn't intervened, he would have been ambushed by Feng Zhong sooner or later. The man was so decisive in using others to kill; he most likely wouldn't have shown him any mercy.